We sat on the hood of my Honda and nibbled on tacos while we talked. We talked about nothing specific, touching on her last year in school, my future...in college and her failed relationship. Since Blake was her first steady boyfriend and they had dated for 19 months she was taking the breakup hard. I tried to assure her that someone else would come along, that Blake would soon be a footnote in her Journal of Life. I told her about the girls I had dated and how when it became time to move on. "Look, I wouldn't have gone out with him if I'd known you were this interested," said Tina."Is that what you think this is about?" she asked, looking up.Tina, confused, asked, "Isn't it?"Brenda sighed in disgust and closed the book."No. Well, not entirely." What is it about?"Brenda looked away and said nothing."I don't want to talk about it," she said."C'mon Brenda," said Tina. "If I did something to piss you off, tell me. I'll apologize or stop doing it, or whatever." You can't." Excuse me?". He winced. The breasts felt life-like to him, but his touch again reminded him of the nip-clamp encouragement he had chosen for the day, and which the corset was pressing close to his body, behind the fake boobs. Of course there had been no question of not wearing his encouragements, and these would be the least obtrusive for Jason.Satisfied, he sallied forth and started making preparations for the day.Around 10, the door bell rang, and Johnny opened the door. On the doorstep he saw Jason,. Very funny. We sit, a pitcher of beer and a round of shots is ordered. They start playing pool and a few more rounds of Tequila are ordered. We were probably there a half hour before the excitement of knowing I had nothing on under my coat started getting to the guys. When no one was looking they would open my coat to get a peak. Which got pretty exciting to me. So I undid all but one button in the middle. I was sitting facing away from everyone but the guys playing pool. My chair was side.